[Verse 1]

I must’ve ran it over in my head

A thousand times or more

First came disbelief, then hesitance

Now I’m so convinced

That I’m sweating through the sheets

It can’t be real

Yet it’s so sure of itself

Like an excerpt from a tome

If our time is up

Then I won’t get better, better to settle

I’ll cease to be

Along with psychotherapy

And Twitter feeds

Much ado

It’s true, ooh

(Hey, hey!)

[Verse 2]

How will all the people know?

How will they cope

When they find out that the world will soon stand

Still I’ll take it in for all of them and

Keep it hid for their last several weeks’ good

I wasn’t doing anything

You can’t ruin the already ruined

Although it’s unexpected

It won’t get better, best not to meddle

I’ll let ‘em all live clear

While I marinate in fear

Armageddon contour all my truth, ooh

[Guitar Solo]

[Outro]

As the season changes

It’ll be a little strange

The final leaves’ll fall from branches

And I’ll never get better, that really means never

So quit with the artful bend over backwards

The grimace of trying too hard

This fixes your problems, it switches your purpose

You’re doomed, it’s true, you’re doomed, it’s true, ooh

[Sample]

"It sounds awful, doesn't it? But maybe, it'll be fine."